BOOK SYNOPSIS
After Jenny opens "Lilly's", her dream restaurant, her love life heats up when Wade Modine, the blonde-haired, gray-eyed wayward guy, becomes her business partner and lover. But just when passions soar, he vanishes without a trace, leaving her broken-hearted. Devin Worthington, the elegant Englishman with demons of his own, enters Jenny's life and forces her to face her fears and use her psychic gifts.

Fear keeps her from committing and it takes the passions of each unique man to move her closer to her destiny. Which man is her true love and which is just A Passing Fancy? If she can uncover the mystery of Wade's lost daughter and the person who wishes to harm Devin's English Castle, perhaps she will also undercover her hearts true desire.

BOOK EXCERPTS
They left the glasses in the kitchen, but Wade carried the bottle of remaining champagne up to his room. Taking turns, taking swigs out of the fancy bottle, they circled each other around the bed.

Weeks ago, he’d had the construction crew take away the old bed when they were tearing down walls in the kitchen. He’d given the bed and other furniture to some needy couple in town and now his room had no reminders of his past life. The new bed delivered from a furniture company was a king, firm and ready for him to lay down upon with Jenny.

She lit a single candle and smiled as she began to unbutton her blouse. “Wade, would you mind if I stepped into the shower for a minute. The day has been so long.”

“Hurry.” He slumped, but acquiesced, then winking at her. Then he pulled off his tee shirt, kicked off his boots, propped the pillows on the bed and laid back. His eyes closed, relaxing, the champagne bottle finding its way to his lips from time to time, he rested and contemplated what was about to happen.

Tonight he would become a new person. The rest of his life would have promise. His eyes fluttered shut, he sighed and then he slipped into a light slumber.

He wasn’t asleep but a few minutes, when he dreamed of walking down an unfamiliar hall to a door. He’d had this dream before but never had he walked this far. He didn’t want to open the door, but he had to. It was time to know what was on the other side. He accepted this, and the dream that had waited for him as if wanting him to get to this point where he would be open enough to allow himself to walk down the hall and turn the handle.

The door swung open effortlessly.

A young girl sat on the bed, playing with a video game. She looked up.

Wade’s heart cracked wide open.

“You came,” she whispered in disbelief. “I’ve waited ever so long.”

He reached out to touch her, but a swirl of clouds circled them and suddenly she was lost to his reach.

His body jerked up just as Jenny came flying into the room.

“I saw it,” she said, out of breath, “...I saw you open the door. Lilly was sitting on the bed.”

He stared at Jenny in utter amazement. “What was Lilly doing? What did she say? What did you see?” His hands shaking, he rested them on his thighs. “Wow, I almost touched her.”

“She was playing some game,” she said, “and waiting for you to come to her.”

“Holy shit.” His voice shook. Rising, he paced the room. “How? I mean, how did you see what I dreamed?”

“A vision,” she said, sinking on the bed. “As I stood in the shower. I shut my eyes as I felt the water running down me. It came fast. I didn’t get any warning at all.”

“It was Lilly,” he whispered. “Really, it was Lilly, older, but my Lilly. I saw her.” He grinned. “I saw what she looks like. All this time, I have pictured her like she was, frozen in time, sort of like I have been. But she’s different. She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Yes, she is.”

“She wants me to come and get her.” He sat back on the edge of the bed, dumbfounded at what had happened to him, to them both.

“Wade,” she said, kneeling down to peer up into his face. “Do you see now? Do you see what I experience and how real it is?”

“Hell, yes, it was fucking incredible. Sorry,” he said, looking at her for the first time. She wore only a towel and her hair was all wet and lay flat away from her face. He smiled at her. “You’re beautiful too. Two beautiful girls,” he voiced. “Oh, Jenny,” he said, pulling her between his legs. “Somehow, we’re connected.”

“I know. I knew it right away.”

“How do I find her?”

“She’s out there somewhere. Waiting. She wants to come home. You have to do whatever it takes.”

AUTHOR BIO
Michelle is an international flight attendant, shares her home with four Arabian horses and is presently working on her next romance novel

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Michelle is an international flight attendant, shares her home with four Arabian horses and is presently working on her next romance novel